war. . . hooah. . . good god, y'all. . . what is it good for? absolutely nothing!
so this morning i had a bit of an ick-o stomachache. and for some reason, jamba juice seems to help this problem, so i headed over there. on the way is a liberal arts college campus and there's usually something to see happening there. this morning a bunch of people were standing outside on the corner with signs. some carried peace signs, some said "honk for peace", some said "war$ kill kids", some said "time to impeach". it made my heart bigger. sometimes i wonder if anyone is paying any attention anymore. . .or if we've all become numb to the violence and tired of the political b.s. here are these people—and granted, it's warmer and sunnier today than it could be—but it's still cold and windy and they're out there, thirty or so people, reminding all of us that at the holiday time, there are terrible things that need to end.
i passed them again on the way back and honked. and as i drove down the street, i listened and watched in my rearview mirror, as every car that was behind me at the stoplight honked.
peace and jamba juices all around.
4 comments:
I never have this kind of enlightenment when I drink Jamba Juice.
It's good to see a little activism now and then huh? Otherwise you start to think people just don't care anymore.
romy loves the honking.
also, my word verification is anaxk. almost like anak....
aaaaaaand now this song is stuck in my head.
i think i want to pop "rush hour" into the dvd player now. :)
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